Chapter 95 Why Doesn't President Pearson Like Me?

• Leanna had never dreamed such a situation would come about—for that Aidan to wash her hair for her. Not only was such a thing beneath someone of his status, but it was also just too bizarre to even think about it. With things as they were now, she felt as though she was an inmate on death row waiting for the guillotine to fall. With slight fear, she said, "President Pearson, how about I do this myself?"
• "Shut up," Aidan replied frigidly.
• At the man's words, Leanna grunted and said nothing further. With that, he poured the warm water down her hair which flowed down into the clusters of flowers around them. Although she couldn't see clearly right now, she assumed that such a scene would be a heartwarming one, on the premise that the man hadn't an indifferent expression the entire time. Other than that, the two right now gave off the impression that they were just two lovebirds, as everything was tranquil throughout the process. However, upon realizing she had such thoughts, she became startled and avoided Aidan.